So...where do I start? Do I continue the elusiveness? I am sure you have questions or thoughts...will I ever entertain them? I don't know. I highly doubt it. I have changed so much in the past year that it stuns even myself. It's hard for me to fathom that a year ago this month, my life "on the spit" was torn upside down by the failure of my relationship. Do I miss it? Nope, not really. Well, maybe the prolific amount of seafood places, the sun, the sand, and the salt air, but I have replaced it with so much more.
It has been 4 days since returning to the most magical place on God's green Earth and I was greeted with the heralding in of Fall. Ya know, sometimes you have to leave a place in order to be able to understand it's beauty, it's ambiance, and why we choose to call it home.
I left, I came back, I know this is where I am meant to be.
I like seafood that is not Red Lobster or Long John Silver's...that is just not even close people.
I like being in a commonwealth and not a republic.
I am Virginian Born and Virginian Bred...I will be Virginian, until the day I am Virginian dead.
I like Pulled Pork Barbecue with a vinegar based sauce way too much to live anywhere else. I will visit other places in the world now. This is a given. I like to travel and immerse myself in varying cultures even if they are pitifully different from my own. Pitifully...different. Like, I can not even believe how some people live, different.
No, just give me the banks of The Elizabeth River, a boat horn sounding in the distance, a cool breeze filled with salt, the twinkle of the lights, and knowing that my feet are firmly entrenched right where they belong...
Home, there's no place like it.
This IS Home Girl...and I am happy to be here.